This is more than a I just decided to draw a shattered mirror though and was lazy. I've been struggling with just me. I am not in the right body. I am not in the right place. I am wrong. I am not good enough. I am nothing. I am thankful for all I am given, but it's not mine, it never was. All that my parents give me is theirs, all that I think is my own is simply just a copy of something else. No one can do what they want anymore without being judged or called a copy cat. I hate everything about me other than the person I've grown to be. I'm not gullible, I don't need people, I don't need anyone or anything. I've just had so many years of barely keeping it together and pushing myself and overextending myself and now I'm hanging on by a thread. I'm just struggling and I probably always will if I'm being honest.